Meeting Dad(Part 2)

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This Chapter is very short since it's just a continuation.

As the three of them were talking to each other, there was a knock on the door. Monstrox suddenly lighten up, "I'll get it!"

He opened the door to see a werewolf,
"Hi, Wolfy!" Wanda suddenly spit her drink at Clay, who by the way was on his phone. He was talking to Jestro on KnightsApp:

(J) Jestro
(C)Clay

J-Hey, bro where are you?

C-With my mother.

J-😲 dah fuck!

C-DON'T SWEAR!

J- I say what I fucking want to say bitch! 😎

J-Anyway, can I come along? 😊

C- I thought you said you didn't want to be evil anymore?

J- I take that back, cuz I'm scared here! Gemme outta here.

C-Relax, I'll come fetch you.

C-Bye, Bitch

J- Haha, cya Dickhead

Anyway let's ignore there conversation, Ruina came over to the werewolf and hugged him.

"Where were you?"
"I'm sorry, I was chased out of Knighton"
"For murder?😏"
"You know me too well"

They walked over to Clay holding hands, Monstrox following behind. Clay looked up at his mother and the man next to her. Then he remembered the portraits in his room.
"Who's he?" He asked his mother.
"Clay i'd like to introduce you to your father, Wolfy I present you what you left me" Ruina said, making Clay giggle a bit.

"So you're my son?"
"And you're my dad?"

They looked at each other awkwardly, before deciding they should talk.

~3 hours later~

After the discussion with his dad, Clay asked to talk to Monstrox.
"So what did you want to tell me?"Monstrox asked. Clay didn't answer, instead he showed the text with Jestro.

"What kind of best friends insults each other like that?" Monstrox asked, and Clay giggled.
"So...?" Clay asked sweetly.
"Ugh, Fine😒"
"Yipeee"
"Now, go to your room it's late!"

Clay went to his room happily, when he was there his mother was waiting for him.
She proposed to sing a song, and Clay eventually accepted.
She sang a warming melody (song she sings is up there) unknown to Clay this song was darkening his heart more and more.

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